I got to know Paul about thirty years ago as he was my daughter’s first serious boyfriend. He impressed our whole family as a gentle, kind and caring soul who always treated her and everyone else with respect. Others have commented on his cowboy boots, black clothes and flowing coat, which is how Iwill always picture him: and of course the yellow Land Rover which I remember well. I have not seen Paul since that time but have been much moved by his determination to fight and his bravery in the face of his illness. I haven’t met either Tracie or Paul’s family but my heart goes out to you all in the loss of such a lovely man. I hope that the memories of so many people who loved Paul will bring at least a little comfort to you in these dark days.